A shocked voice came from the black shadow's mouth.

The moonlight shines through the gaps between the branches.

Reveal the true face of this dark shadow.

He has loose hair, a green face and fangs, a thin face, hair as dry as straw, and wears tattered and rotten armor.

The sparse rain drops fell, and once they touched the monster, they were absorbed by it like a sponge absorbs water.

Even the wet ground became dry and cracked as it rolled.

It turned out to be a drought demon?

The drought demon is cruel and ruthless. Wherever it appears, the land will be barren for thousands of miles.

A considerable part of the reason is that Hanba absorbs a lot of water. To a certain extent, it is even equivalent to a water-control sea eye, which can hold a huge amount of river water.

Even among immortal cultivators, drought demons are extremely rare, with only one appearing every few decades.

Once he becomes powerful, he will be no less powerful than a Jindan Zhenren.

This also shows that the abnormally continuous heavy rain in Fu Yu County this time actually has nothing to do with the drought demon.

When Li Qinglin saw the appearance of this drought demon, he sensed it carefully and confirmed that the monster in front of him was one of the seeds of the magic he had taught before. He felt a little strange in his heart.

Good boy, you robbed a tomb, how come you became a flood and drought demon? Others robbed tombs only for the tomb owner's burial objects, gold, silver and treasures.

Now it's you, you're actually taking pictures of someone else's body?

The drought demon raised its head and looked at Li Qinglin.

The dusty memories gradually emerged in my mind, and my turbid and ferocious pupils became a little clearer.

It suddenly looked shocked, and stood up, kneeling in front of Li Qinglin, kowtowing like crazy.

"Master, Master! Xiao Yuan thought you abandoned me!!"

Li Qinglin frowned upon hearing this and said, "You have no feelings for me as your master, so you don't have to call me Master. When you go out in the future, you are not allowed to mention my name. Tell me, how did you become like this?"

This man was called Yuan Zhuo. His ancestors made a living by robbing tombs for generations. It was recorded in the family tree that one of his ancestors was a cultivator who was good at moving mountains and rocks. He could be said to be a specialist in his field.

Unfortunately, when it came to Yuan Zhuo's generation, perhaps due to a lack of good karma, his parents and uncles all died suddenly at the age of thirty. He himself also contracted a strange disease, his body began to stink, he was extremely weak, and could not even lift a finger.

But the fire of his soul burned more and more vigorously, and his spiritual power far exceeded that of a strong man.

That's why Li Qinglin took a liking to him and taught him the volume on the liver.

He thus extended his life and survived.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhuo was overwhelmed with grief. He roared like a tiger or wolf and howled twice.

Li Qinglin gradually understood the whole story.

Once you get addicted to tomb robbing, you can’t get rid of it.

When Yuan Zhuo heard that there was the tomb of General Wei Yu here, he happily went there, broke through the wall and entered the tomb, and went straight to the main tomb.

Unexpectedly, General Wei Yu was a martial arts master who was very successful in cultivating his spirit. A hundred years after his death, his body was only slightly shriveled and lost moisture, but it did not decay. Instead, it exuded a jade-like luster.

When Yuan Zhuo saw this, he became malicious, but accidentally used the black dog blood he carried with him to contaminate General Wei Yu's corpse, thus violating the taboo of tomb robbing.

General Wei Yu's corpse turned into a bloodthirsty one, and Yuan Zhuo was drained of his blood and his internal organs were eaten.

But what was strange was that his liver was glowing brightly, hiding his soul, which merged into the zombie's body as General Wei Yu ate.

By some strange mistake, the drought demon was formed.

However, Yuan Zhuo possessed the body of a drought demon, so his mind naturally became bloodthirsty and violent. He was also influenced by the remaining will of General Wei Yu. He hated scholars, was extravagant and licentious, and even spared the White Bone Demon...

Listening to Yuan Zhuo's narration, Li Qinglin suddenly had many insights in his heart.

"The heart governs qi and blood, and is the source of energy."

"The lungs send out the air of breathing, and the air becomes clear, which is the key to transmitting strength."

“The kidneys store the gate of life, are inexhaustible, and are immune to all poisons. They are the foundation of the body.”

"The liver seems to be good at transportation and transformation. Compared with the three internal organs of the heart, lungs and kidneys, it is even more mysterious. It functions as the spirit and will, and hides the soul. It can transform decay into magic."

Li Qinglin felt joyful.

He couldn't wait to go into seclusion to meditate and perfect what he had learned.

"Master... Senior, do you have a way to help me regain my human form?" Yuan Zhuo looked expectant.

Li Qinglin shook his head, "Your spirit has already merged with the body of Hanba. If you force it to leave, you will surely die."

Of course, even if there was a way, Li Qinglin would not help Yuan Zhuo regain his human form.

The human soul and the body of the drought demon are the products of the liver's metabolism.

How could Li Qinglin let go of such excellent observation material?

Yuan Zhuo was extremely disappointed and hung his head in despair.

The White Bone Demon and Taoist Yunhua in the distance saw that there was no movement from this side.

Suddenly everyone had different thoughts.

"General, you are so powerful. You captured that man so quickly! Humph, no one who bullies Yu Niang will have a good ending!"

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Taoist Yunhua's eyes rolled around and he tugged at the White Bone Demon's sleeve.

"Miss, that man is probably in danger. Let's leave as soon as possible. Oh, by the way, I didn't ask where the girl came from? How old is she?"

The moonlight is like water, desolate and lush.

The black robe on the White Bone Demon was suddenly blown up as Taoist Yunhua pulled it.

Revealing underneath was the pale skeleton and a pair of dark eye sockets that seemed to swallow a person's soul.

"I am five hundred and thirty-six years old. Taoist priest, do you like me?"

The White Bone Demon's faint voice was heard, and it seemed that its breath was blowing on Taoist Yunhua's neck.

Taoist Yunhua screamed and turned around in panic.

With a thud, he bumped into someone's arms.

Li Qinglin frowned, and pulled away the Taoist Yunhua who was blocking his way. Then he said to Yuan Zhuo behind him,

"You're saying that the cause of this heavy rain and flood is that someone destroyed the underground veins, excessively absorbed the netherworld energy, and caused the clear and turbid energy to riot?"

Yuan Zhuo followed Li Qinglin obediently.

The ferocious body was three meters tall, with hair like steel whips, and the yin energy formed clouds visible to the naked eye, which looked extremely terrifying.

But at this moment, he lowered his head obediently, like a child who had done something wrong, and answered Li Qinglin's question seriously, "That's right. In the past few years, I have traveled hundreds of miles around by water veins, and found that the ground has long been empty! It seems that someone is secretly drawing on the ground veins, and even the slightly farther places have turned into deserts, with no grass growing and no living things! The rain in Fu Yu County is just the last struggle. Once the rain stops, it will never rain again!"

"Wuzhuang Canhe Temple doesn't care? This matter has touched the bottom line, right?"

"Haha, those immortal cultivators in Wuzhuang Canhe Temple are just crazy and insane! The bigger and more interesting the event is, the happier they are. They might be hiding behind that puppet right now, watching the fun!"

Yuan Zhuo, who inherited some of General Wei Yu's memories, had a sarcastic look in his eyes.

It sounds outrageous, but if it is the Wuzhuang Canhe Temple, then it makes sense...

Moreover, the reaction of Wuzhuang Chanhe Temple to some extent confirmed that the instigator was most likely a warrior.

Li Qinglin thought silently in his heart.

On the side, watching this scene, Bai Gu Jing's mind became rigid, breaking its hundreds of years of stereotype of General Wei Yu. At this moment, it was so frightened that it dared not move.

Afraid that Li Qinglin would notice him, he just lay down where he was, like a dead body lying in the wild.

Taoist Yunhua did not have this innate advantage. He stood uncomfortably beside the White Bone Demon, looking at Li Qinglin with a flattering expression.

Sudden,

Li Qinglin stopped suddenly.

He raised his head and looked far away in a certain direction.

A suppressed and powerful breath came quickly.

Li Qinglin's eyes fixed.

(End of this chapter)